No taboos in the world

Chapter 72 I am beginning to dislike this world
After the conversation, Miller did not force him to stay.

Hong Chen left the FBI under the watchful eyes of Miller and many FBI agents.

It’s not that Miller doesn’t want to restrict Hong Chen’s actions, but he has no extra time to waste.

If Hong Chen stayed here, their investigation would come to a standstill.

Only by letting Hong Chen go out can they find Hong Chen's weakness.

On the way home in a taxi, people from the FBI and CIA were following us blatantly in their own cars.

The driver was quite frightened, but he didn't dare to refuse the ride.

Soon after returning home, John and Marcus came to the door together.

They all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Hong Chen sitting at the bar and drinking leisurely.

Marcus said, "Hong, I see people from the FBI and CIA are downstairs. You'd better not do anything now."

John also said: "They have contacted us, but they did not ask us to accept the investigation. I estimate that there are at least dozens or even hundreds of people watching us now."

Hong Chen dusted off his cigarette ash, held a cigarette in his mouth, and poured each of them a glass of wine.

John was quiet and drank quietly.

Marcus took a sip and looked at Hong Chen's expression, but he couldn't figure out what he was thinking. He couldn't help but ask, "You don't have any dangerous ideas, do you?"

"I don't think there's any danger."

Marcus' eyes widened. "No matter how powerful the killer is, how can he go head-on with a state agency?"

Hong Chen sighed: "They caught Anna, I think they will torture her."

Marcus was stunned for a moment, and John also frowned.

"Maybe... it's not as bad as you think?" Marcus whispered to comfort her.

"Listen to what you say. You yourself are not sure. Do you think I can really entrust her safety to a group of notorious people?"

Marcus was speechless.

Hong Chen smiled and said, "They are trying to sow discord between me and Anna. If I don't trust Anna, I have to find a way to silence her. If I do believe Anna, it will be even worse, and I have to go to her house to save her. It seems that no matter what I do, they can achieve their goal."

At this point, John put down his glass: “I can help you.”

Hong Chen shook his head: "No, you should take good care of your wife first and use the stuff on her as soon as possible to see if it works."

"I owe you a favor, and I have to pay it back."

"There's no need to rush. We'll have many more things to trouble you with in the future." As he spoke, Hong Chen laughed again. His emotions infected the two of them, easing their solemn expressions a little.

Then, he took out the arm armor and started demonstrating its functions without any verbal introduction.

After a moment, the two looked surprised, and then said in unison: "Do you have any extra?"

Hong Chen smiled when he heard this, "No, but I can do it."

He handed Marcus the paper Anna had left on the table: "Please help me with the shopping and come back later."

John picked up the arm armor and put it on his arm, trying to open and close it, nodding repeatedly.

Marcus read the paper and asked, "Is this what you are going to prepare for the new company?"

"Yeah, what do you think?"

"Awesome equipment, perfect for close to medium range. And it reminds me of assassins who acted for justice, not just for money."

Hong Chen nodded and smiled: "Based on what you said, I believe it must be very suitable for you, because you understand it well enough. However, times have changed after all. Companies can do charity, but they cannot let employees do charity."

Marcus also laughed: "Yes, I was also worried that you might be too idealistic."

John waved his arm to test out the hidden blade and said, "Modern idealism may develop into extreme fanaticism, which is far more terrifying than a killer."

"Haha, we don't have any political demands. In the future, everyone who joins the company will be able to get an Assassin's Creed. It will become an identity symbol similar to a gold coin. However, the six-module is expensive and difficult to produce, so I have to simplify it."

"Assassin's Creed?" John's eyebrows moved. "I like this name." Marcus nodded in agreement and asked, "What is the name of the new company?"

Hong Chen suddenly turned his head, looked at the water heater next to the bar and laughed.

"The Assassin Brotherhood."

CIA building.

Miller's boss threw down his headphones and roared angrily: "Arrogant, too arrogant. Are they a group of killers? They are simply a group of lawless terrorists! Their so-called company is a killer organization!"

Turning his head, he stared at Miller: "Is this your plan? He neither accepted the recruitment nor acted rashly. Instead, he is planning to set up a killer organization."

Miller said seriously: "Sir, I think he will definitely take action. The conversation just now can prove this."

The superior took a deep breath and said, "Miller, of course I am willing to believe you. But you have to know that we are running out of time. We are strictly ordered to find the murderer within 48 hours. Now 26 hours have passed. Tomorrow morning, my phone will be ringing again. Tell me now, can we find enough evidence and catch him before tomorrow night?"

Miller frowned.

The superior refused to give an inch.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

After a while, the superior left.

Miller grabbed his headphones and put them on, but heard nothing, so he asked, "What else did they say?"

The subordinate handed over a piece of paper recording the conversation and said, "There is no special information. After drinking, John and Marcus left, and Hong Chen went to sleep."

"Sleeping? Are you sure?"

"Yes, the sound picked up by the bug we installed shows that he did go to bed, but he should not be asleep yet. John and Marcus did leave separately."

Miller frowned deeply, listening to the occasional noise coming from the headphones, and could imagine the person on the bed turning over.

After a moment, he said, "Ask the brothers to do the work, and then send him the photos. We must lure him out!"

"Yes!"

"Wait, don't go too far, just the obvious injuries are enough."

"Okay, I'll remind them."

avenue.

Marcus's classic car drove into the garage and the lights in the villa soon went out.

Seeing this, several agents guarding outside the villa yawned, took out cigarettes and chatted while smoking.

Outside the villa, a black shadow flashed by quickly.

After a while, a motorcycle that had been parked for a long time a kilometer away started running wildly.

With one hand, he quickly rubbed his face with a wet wipe soaked in makeup remover, and in a blink of an eye, the old man turned into a young man.

He took off his coat, put on a mask and a hood, and his eyes were suddenly hidden in darkness.

Holding the faucet with both hands, the speed increased again.

Ding!
A soft sound.

Hong Chen took out his cell phone from his pocket and a picture popped up.

Anna's hair and cheeks were soaked, her cheekbones were scratched, and there was blood at the corners of her mouth.

Facing the camera, her eyes were evasive, but the hands hidden behind her hair clearly restricted her movements.

click!
The phone exploded.

“I’m beginning to dislike this world.”

(End of this chapter)